Just in time for Thanksgiving, brother and sister writing team Heather Brainerd and David Fraser interview two of their characters, Josie and Bitsy, about their thanksgiving traditions… and they give a glimpse into some of the shenanigans that take place in their book, The Sound of Sirens, which takes place at Thanksgiving time. Oh, one last thing before I turn the page over to Heather and David, don’t forget to leave a comment. You’ll get entered for a chance to win the eBook of your choosing from the José Picada, P.I. Series.
A couple of characters talk turkey
We’re Heather Fraser Brainerd and David Fraser, authors of The Sound of Sirens, the latest in the José Picada, P.I. series. Today we’re interviewing two characters from the book. Please help us welcome main character Josie Cates and her mother Betsy Gehry. Many thanks to Eric Price for letting us conduct our interview here!
Bitsy: It’s Bitsy, not Betsy.
Brainerd & Fraser: Oh, sorry. It’s great to see you, Josie and Bitsy. Thanks for coming by to discuss your family’s Thanksgiving traditions with us.
Josie: That’s why we’re here?
Bitsy: Oh, I just love Thanksgiving!
B&F: Uh, you didn’t know why you were coming here?
Josie: Well, I do have two books written about me. I kind of thought the interview would be about that. Or at least what it’s like to be a female private eye constantly caught up in paranormal shenanigans. That’s way cooler than Thanksgiving traditions.
Bitsy: I’m not really much of a turkey person, but I just love all those tasty side dishes!
B&F: Since it’s almost Thanksgiving here in the States, and since The Sound of Sirens is set during Thanksgiving week, we thought it made sense to discuss Thanksgiving with you.
Josie: Yeah, I guess that does make sense.
Bitsy: Oo, and the desserts! I just love pie! But not that icky pumpkin. Who wants vegetables in their pie?
B&F: So, um, tell us about your family’s Thanksgiving traditions.
Josie: Well, we’ve kind of done our own individual things the last few years. Since my mom moved to Tennessee with her new husband, that is.
Bitsy: It’s not like you’re not invited. You know that Hank and I have given you an open invitation to visit whenever you want. Especially during the holidays.
Josie: Can we do this some other time, Mom? Can we just answer these questions?
Bitsy: Of course, honey.
Josie: Okay, so anyway, normally, my mother overcooks the turkey, makes instant mashed potatoes and stuffing and gets gravy from a jar—
Bitsy: But I make my famous pink jello from scratch!
B&F: That sounds delicious.
Josie: Yeah, the jello is pretty good. Anyway, we stuff ourselves until we can’t eat another bite, then we sort of sit around in a turkey coma.
Bitsy: And don’t forget the television.
Josie: Oh, right. We try to start the day by watching the big Thanksgiving Day parade.
Bitsy: I meant the football. Hank is teaching me all about football. Some of those players are just darling!
B&F: So, is that it? That’s how you spend every Thanksgiving?
Josie: Not every year. Sometimes something more… interesting happens.
Bitsy: Oo! Like that year we went to country-music-superstar-slash-theme-park-tycoon Tommy Thomas’s big shindig and afterwards there was all that excitement! Oh, Josie, I was so worried about you and your friend, that nice Al—
Josie: Shh, Mom! You don’t want to give away any spoilers.
Bitsy: Oh, that’s right, sweetie! Thanks for reminding me.
B&F: Is there anything else you’d like to share about your holiday traditions?
Josie: Nope. That about covers it.
B&F: Bitsy? Anything you’d like to add?
Bitsy: No, thanks. I’d better keep my little ol’ mouth closed before I let anything slip!
B&F: Well, okay then. We thought this would be a bit more involved. Since we have a little extra time, how about if we share an excerpt from The Sound of Sirens?
Josie: Sounds good.
Bitsy: Darn tootin’!
Al silenced me by putting a finger to my lips. We crouched there, huddled together, peering through the crack between the barrels while three suited men jogged past the entrance to our hideout. A few seconds later, Al crept to the opening and peeked out. He waved me over to him.
“Let’s go,” he whispered, leading me back the way we’d come. Instead of heading to the water slides, however, he veered left at the giant redwoods and moved amongst their shadows, picking his way from the base of one tree to the next.
“You’re good at this,” I commented as he chose our route.
“Used to be a Boy Scout,” he answered, sounding embarrassed.
I had the urge to make a wisecrack, but since my safety rested on his scouting skills, I decided to let it go.
Finally, we emerged from the forest to find ourselves at the head of Main Street. A mere hundred yards or so stood between us and TommyTown Square, on the other side of which were the park gates and freedom. I was about to launch myself into a sprint, but Al placed a restraining hand on my arm.
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